what they say about the young

Greed · 04-02-2017, 10:38 PM

He sought his family. Not to find them with his tail wagging, but to sneer and laugh at how foolish they had been for following an even bigger fool. He had witnessed the fight, and soon after his sire fell in defeat, Greed had silently departed the scene without so much as a word to his watching family. He had always been a skeptic when his father had tried to tell him those tales of his once kingdom and reign. Greed had questioned it all then, and his father didn't seem to like that he did it. And yet, despite his sire telling him he was too old to lead again, he had gone and tried to steal another pack from someone who was obviously out of his league. He shook his head at the memory of watching the fight that day. Liar was a fool. They were all fools. And yet, he wondered where his siblings had gone off to. Did they take off and scatter across the lands after that? Or were they still hanging around somewhere? He wondered sometimes, but he wasn't entirely sure if he even really cared.

Blue eyes flashed up as he caught a glimpse of movement ahead, and who he saw was not any of his siblings, but a stranger. Another yearling much like him, yet different all the same. It was a female, that much he could tell. Her coat seemed to be of the ivory variety with a mix of russets, not a bad look in his mind. Slowly, quietly, he continued his loping pace, piercing blue eyes watching her and never leaving her form as he drew closer.

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